A Pretty Elf in Qeynos Part Thirteen, Section A - Sex Stories

A Pretty Elf in Qeynos Part Thirteen, Section A

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He looked at Llisanya and puzzled what was her connection to Robson. He had no idea what was going on but really did not care especially to think too much about it. He was not fooled that this pretty former prostitute had inexplicably gone from being Cadwarra’s ‘good friend’ to being her ‘official attorney’ but he was glad enough to have one less prisoner to look after. “Alright, Miss. That trouble-maker is all yours.” He stood up from the table and quickly downed the last of his coffee. “I have her belongings in the storage area.”

Cadwarra was required to bathe before donning her streetclothes. Armstrong supervised the bath. Llisanya had never known of any other prisoner being required to wash prior to release.

“Do you need to watch?” Llisanya asked, quite annoyed at the jailer’s obvious admiration of the Wood Elf’s compact little body.

“I am responsible for the prisoner up to the moment she walks out the jailhouse door. That includes making sure she is clean and fit for Qeynos streets.”

Cadwarra, less concerned than Llisanya over the lack of privacy, was washing her boobs for Armstrong to see. Guilted by Llisanya’s remark, Armstrong tried to look away, but those fat mounds yielded so beautifully under that washcloth. They shone in the torchlight as the suds dripped off them and down her flat stomach to soak her furry patch. She let him watch her wash that, too. Tunare liked men to have erections.

Frustrated by the lengthy peep show ...

... Cadwarra was putting on, Llisanya poured a big bucket of cold rinse water over Cadwarra’s torso to move things along for the sake of decency. To Armstrong’s delight her areolas crinkled and shrank under the shock of cold water. Her nipples turned into incredibly hard, round pebbles sitting there for his inspection.

With Cadwarra finally rinsed off, Llisanya grabbed the towel before the jailer could get to it. She dried off Cadwarra as quick as she could, trying to hide her nude body from Armstrong’s fixed gaze while doing so. She wiped Cadwarra’s wet breasts rapidly so she could get those stubbornly erect nipples warmed up and soft. The effort was counterproductive; Cadwarra’s boobs rolled and flopped around crazily as Llisanya dried them and Armstrong watched. He had ceased trying to pretend he wasn’t.

As she towelled off Cadwarra, Llisanya noticed how firmly packed Cadwarra’s heavy mamms felt. They were very round. She imagined how Vishra must have gripped them as he enjoyed her sexually with his too large cock.

She swept the towel across Cadwarra’s pubic thatch and pretty little vulva. She was a touch jealous at the thought of Vishra’s out-sized penis sliding in and out of it. Whenever Vishra had sex with

her

, Llisanya needed to use her whole hand to constantly grip the base of Vishra’s cock so he would not thrust that monster in uncomfortably too far. She wondered if Cadwarra had to do that, too.

As she dressed, Cadwarra asked Armstrong “Can I say good ...